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a blood red grim reaper

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killing has lost meaning
and makes me recall
a endless regret in my heart
now and forever
i sometimes flip through your red dyed pages of your record
the pure rain of that night i remember mixes with your crimson blood
your body lifeless
your eyes glassy
crying a single tear
a blood lustful impulse
of your blood red grim reaper

how beautiful you were dyed crimson
in your victims blood
i loved you so
poem about grell and madame red
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StrawberryVertigo's avatar
Thank you for the poem I love madame red!